Rising up my hands to the height of my eyes
I am now doomed to face and to realize
The dripping proof of the nonsense
Of what still maintains such a whimsical existence
Self-harm, the cold tongue of mutilation
Licking my body, exiled in negation
One foot closer to the source of the deadly whispers
Vomiting on feelings and on desires
Burning poison was spat into my heart
Unleashing a self-destructive hatred and tearing me apart
Love
Shining painfully from above
Mighty liar
Succumbs to desire
Betrayal
I was sworn the immortal
But given the deceit
And remorselessly drowned under vomit
"The truth cannot be hidden"
Thus spoke the dead raven
Calling my name
Of filth and shame
What words cannot express
Scars, burns and bruises all over a shadowless bleeding body
When the spring is dried up
And when death is made up
Deeper and deeper within my flesh, the blade carves symbols and names
Closer and closer to the cold embrace of the night I long for
Negation through the visual revelation
Revelation through the active negation
Of my carnal substance
This time I am all alone in my dance
